CHAPTER XXXI

"Yes, the Son of Heaven at that time was furious, and he also felt that Liu Huacheng deserved to die." The paper man Zhang thought that Zhao Fusheng's sigh was referring to Liu Huacheng's sins, and he didn't think so, but thinking of her elusive temperament, he still pretended to echo it.

Zhao Fusheng let him misunderstand, and he didn't bother to defend himself.

"After the death of General Kim at that time, did the situation get out of control?" She asked curiously.

"Nature is out of control." Paper Man Zhang nodded:

"The two ghost disasters are juxtaposed, and the Son of Heaven almost died in that catastrophe." Paper Man Zhang replied.

'Poof. ’

At this time, the oil lamp pressed on the leather paper on the desktop exploded a spark, the light flashed twice, and between the light and shadow, the yin owl between the paper man's eyebrows was revealed.

Realizing his gaffe, he quickly adjusted his facial expression and revealed a slightly hypocritical smile:

"All in all, in the end, the Demon Suppression Division paid a great price to decompose this newly revived ghost, but in the end, how to seal the body of the ghost has become a matter of concern for everyone."

"It stands to reason that since there are capable people in the imperial capital who can decompose this powerful ghost, there should also be a way to suppress the corpse of this ghost." Zhao Fusheng guessed:

"Could it be that after this powerful ghost is decomposed, its power is still very special?"

The paper man Zhang already had a certain understanding of her acuity, and he was not surprised when he heard this, but nodded in response:

"Yes, the decomposed body of this ghost has the ability to restrain the power of a certain ghost thing."

Zhao Fusheng was stunned when he heard this.

She has only been reborn for a short time, and her understanding of this world is like a duck on the shelf, and some of her current understanding of the ghosts is through the one-sided words of the Fan brothers and the current paper man.

The power of the ghost and the law of killing are not very clear, but in the dream, she has witnessed 'herself' being killed by the ghost, and knows the horror of the ghost.

At this time, the paper man Zhang actually said that the revived ghost created by Liu Huacheng back then actually had the power to suppress ghosts.

"Almost all the characters above the Ling Division of the Demon Suppression Division control ghosts, and they are all restrained without exception, which leads to an accident in the entire Imperial Capital, you know the special thing about this ghost."

The paper man Zhang could also see that Zhao Fusheng was very surprised by his words, and he showed a meaningful smile:

"Ghosts can't be killed, and such a scourge can't stay in the imperial capital, but if you want to restrain it, it's not something ordinary people can do."

At this time, Liu Huacheng, who thought he was going to die, saw a glimmer of life.

This person was decisive and extraordinary, asked the Son of Heaven for a letter, and was willing to atone for his sins.

"You may have guessed the final result, he took away the corpse of the ghost, suppressed it in the Liu clan ancestral hall, and pressed it with the luck of the Liu family, so smoothly for more than ten years, but he didn't expect that on his sixtieth birthday, the ghost recovered."

When the paper man Zhang said this, he finally told the cause and effect of Liu's ghost disaster.

It is related to the old events, involving the imperial capital and the headquarters of the Demon Suppression Division, no wonder Su Long did not mention it in detail in the record, and only mentioned it in one stroke.

But Zhao Fusheng figured out the antecedents, and new doubts came to her heart: the paper man Zhang has been dealing with ghosts and evil for generations, and at first glance he is not good at stubble, and he has a grudge against him, so he rashly came to the door, even if she suddenly went crazy and suppressed the paper man Zhang at that time, it was impossible for him to be so frightened that he immediately revealed all the clues and dishes.

If something is abnormal, it is a demon, Zhao Fusheng is on guard, and he always feels that there is something strange in this matter.

She was already vigilant in her heart, but there was a smile on her face, but the paper figure seemed to be able to see the depths of her eyes through her smile:

"You don't believe it?"

"Do you think I should trust you?"

The paper man Zhang smiled and said:

"What am I lying to you for?"

After he finished speaking, he seemed to think this was very funny, and laughed a few times, and his voice was hoarse and dry, as if a handful of sand was clamped between his throat:

"I know what you're thinking."

"What did I think?" Zhao Fusheng thought it was interesting, and asked with a smile.

"You're afraid that I'll lie to you and trick you to death."

After he finished speaking, his eyes flashed with a ghostly light:

"You know what? Dealing with ghosts also requires sacrifice. ”

The ghost rider sacrifices his own life to feed the ghosts in exchange for the ability of the ghosts.

And the ghost controlled by Jia Yi is not a good thing, it uses ghost language to create a soul book, of course, not only because it is temporarily controlled by Jia Yi.

"According to the rules of the imperial court, although the local demon suppression divisions are rarely subject to the constraints of the imperial court, they can be independent of the local county government and official offices, and are not subject to the restrictions of the local government, but at the same time, they are directly controlled by the imperial court, and they must handle three ghost cases every year, otherwise they will violate the law."

When he said this, he smiled maliciously:

"Did Fan Bi Die tell you about these things?"

The paper figure is deliberately sowing discord.

He remembered that Zhao Fusheng had called Fan Bi Die 'Brother Fan' before, and he wondered if the two sides had temporarily reached a consensus to cooperate.

Zhao Fusheng's heart moved, she had already guessed this, but naturally she didn't say it so clearly.

She didn't say anything, and the paper man Zhang didn't care, and said:

"If Jia Yi wants to save his own life, he needs to regularly sacrifice to the ghosts he commands, and those who do not complete the tasks set by the Demon Suppression Division every year will become the 'food' of this powerful ghost."

The two sides complement each other, restrain each other, and form a perfect constraint.

"Every year, there are no people who die from ghosts, and I don't know how many people become ghosts."

Paper Man Zhang smiled and said:

"I'm thinking, Fan Bi died just didn't tell you this, with your cleverness, you are in a hurry to enter the alley of asking for food, I guess you vaguely guessed that it was not good, right?"

He thought he was smart and touched Zhao Fusheng's weakness, but he didn't know that Zhao Fusheng was in a hurry to enter the alley of asking for food, in addition to dealing with the laws of the court and handling the ghost case, he also wanted to exchange it for merit because he was on the god list.

She glanced at the paper figure deeply, and simply followed his words, making him think that he was innocent, and nodded:

"yes. Since you know that I am going to enter the alley, but we were not friends before this, why did you help me and tell me about the characteristics of this ghost? ”

"You think I'm helping you?" The paper man's eyes widened, and then the corners of his mouth rose exaggeratedly, revealing a sarcastic smile:

"If you want to handle a ghost case, as soon as you enter the alley, do you still think you have a way to survive?"

"Hahaha." He laughed loudly, his voice sharp and faintly gasping, like a bellows that had leaked the wind, and made a strange 'ho-ho' sound:

"Don't you know that dealing with ghosts is a life of death? Even if you control a ghost and get away with it, as long as you use the power of the ghost, you will be affected by the ghost, and in the end you will either go crazy or lose control, and excessive use of the power of the ghost will only kill you. ”

He grinned:

"What if you come back from the dead and succeed in controlling ghosts, you can't solve this case, what if you tell you!"

Zhao Fusheng was unwilling to be influenced by him, and asked the key question:

"How did Su Long and Zhang Xiongwu deal with the revival of this powerful ghost suppressed by the Liu family back then?"

Although the paper man Zhang said that he had bad intentions, he decided that Zhao Fusheng would definitely die, and when he heard this, he said:

"My grandfather consumed five 'ghost lamps' and went deep into the remnants of the ghost to restore the seal."

"What is this seal?" Zhao Fusheng asked again.

The paper man paused for a moment, then smiled:

"It's a special coffin, which is rumored to have been made by a big man in the imperial capital back then."

Zhao Fusheng nodded and said:

"Where is this coffin placed?"

"Inside the Liu Family Ancestral Hall." The paper man Zhang also replied cooperatively, and finally asked her:

"That should be your last question, right?"

"The ancestral hall of the Liu family has been changed to the Confucius Temple, that is to say, there are ghosts in the Confucius Temple?"

Instead of answering the paper man's question, she threw out another question.

The paper man's brows trembled unconsciously, and after a moment, he suppressed the impatience in his heart and nodded:

"Yes."

"You ......" He was about to speak again, but Zhao Fusheng suddenly sank his face and interrupted his words:

"Alright, you give me some ghost lights, I'm leaving."

"You're welcome."

When the paper man Zhang heard this, he couldn't help grinning:

"But I have a lot of lanterns, what kind of lanterns you want, just pick and choose."

Zhao Fusheng did not accept it because of his cooperative attitude, but rolled his eyes:

"Do lanterns need to be oiled?"

The house of this paper figure is full of all kinds of special human skins, which shows that he has a lot of lanterns.

She immediately remembered the two cracked human skin lanterns she had seen at the door of the Demon Suppression Division when she woke up, and when the skin paper cracked, the lamp oil inside spilled out.

The lamp oil was a little weird, with an inexplicable rancid smell, and when I thought about it, it seemed that there was still a 'ghost' smell.

It's just that the 'ghost' is weaker, she was reborn and woke up at the time, and she didn't react for a while, but after thinking about it now, she immediately realized that the lamp oil was strange.

As soon as the smile on the paper man's face was closed, his face was gloomy for a long time, and his eyes showed a fierce light.

Zhao Fusheng was not to be outdone, and looked at him.

After a long while, the paper man Zhang let out a long sigh:

"Okay."

As he spoke, he slowly reached out with one hand and burrowed into the other cuff.

I heard a sharp, hoarse roar suddenly from the cuff, and then the sleeve trembled violently twice, as if there were two 'villains' hidden in the sleeve, and there was an argument because of it.

However, after a while, this abnormal sound disappeared, and the turmoil in the sleeve calmed down.

The paper man's face became slightly sallow, his hand took out a pitch-black box from the cuff, and then the paper man's elbow swept away, and after sweeping away a pile of human skin paper, revealing the stone table below, he gently rested the light box on the table with a 'bang', and pushed it in the direction of Zhao Fusheng: "The lamp oil is here." ”

The box was not big, two inches high, about the size of a child's palm, I don't know what it was made of, but it sounded very heavy from the sound of falling tables.

The whole body of the box is black, and the lid and the body of the box are so tightly sealed that it is impossible to see the connection with the naked eye.

Such a box was surrounded by a pile of human paper, and it exuded a kind of apprehension that made people shudder in their hearts.

"So little?" Zhao Fusheng's eyes fell on the lamp oil box, and he looked at it for a long time before he said.

She wasn't intimidated by the weirdness of the box.

At present, it seems that the paper man Zhang does have bad intentions, but he is not so stupid, he stumbles with her at this time, and she is confident that she has a powerful ghost, so she has the courage to reach out and get the box.

Seeing this, the paper man Zhang forcibly ignored the unhappiness caused by her words, and said:

"You're not afraid that I'm plotting against you?"

"Don't be afraid." Zhao Fusheng didn't raise his head, and answered.

When the paper man Zhang heard her say this, he was stunned at first, and then pulled the corners of his mouth, showing disdain in his eyes.

He thinks that Zhao Fusheng is no different from an ordinary ghost master, once he gains power, he is rampant, forgetting how many catties and taels he has, and this kind of person probably doesn't know how to write the word 'death' in the end.

Zhao Fusheng sensed his disdain, but she didn't explain much.

Paper figurines are not a good thing.

This person regards ordinary human life as a mustard, raises corpse slaves at home, makes lanterns and pastes paper with human skin, and his methods are cruel and weird.

Such a person naturally cannot act brightly, Zhao Fusheng is not so much trusting his 'character', but believing in his own 'ghost character'.

After talking with Fan Bi Death and Paper Man Zhang today, Zhao Fusheng also realized another hint from their words: the haunted ghosts are not easy to deal with, and a small part of the ghost control Ling Si of the Demon Suppression Division died in ghost disasters in the past-but more Ling Si died because his own powerful ghosts were out of control, or they were killed by people sent by the imperial court.

And the power of ghosts and ghosts may also restrain each other.

For example, if she is haunted by ghosts, but at the same time she has Jia Yi's ghost spell in her body, then it is about the same as two ghosts waiting for her life.

At this time, Zhao Fusheng knew that he was a 'strange goods'!

The two ghosts both wanted her life, forming a mutually restrictive relationship in disguise, and in addition to being scared and frightened, she suddenly realized that she might be able to use this law to do something.

If the paper figure Zhang does things in the box, it will definitely trigger a counterattack from the ghosts on her.

When the time comes, she still has about two-thirds of her life to gamble, but the paper man Zhang will definitely die.

If he had been smart, he would have known that this was not the time for him to do anything.

……

She knew something was wrong when she got the box.

Different from the warm feel of the vellum paper, the box containing the lamp oil is cool and piercing, with a ghostly aura, and even the ghosts on her body are ready to move, and there is a danger of recovery.

The lamp oil in this box is like a 'low-level' ghost!

The Zhang family's secret recipe for making ghost lamps is probably related to this weird lamp oil, and the human skin paper is secondary.

Zhao Fusheng was holding the lamp oil in his hand, thinking about things in his heart, but he said in his mouth:

"So stingy."

"Hmph." The paper man's face was extremely ugly, and he sneered when he heard this:

"This thing is extremely rare, once lit, the place where the light is shrouded is the place of death, you are in the ghost realm, and the ghosts will also treat you as a dead thing."

He was forced to take out such a box of lamp oil, and he was in an unusually unhappy mood:

"But I want to remind you that the amount of this lamp oil is limited, you are not afraid to meet a small ghost, but the big ghost will not last long, before the light goes out, you should escape as soon as possible, otherwise you will still die."

At two o'clock in the afternoon, there is a big chapter ~

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